I run a farm, not a zoo

Jiang Tu was reluctant to make noodles before.

It's not because of the noodle trouble.

It's because the noodles are actually eaten right out of the pot when they taste best.

From his house to the cafeteria, even if it is only three or five minutes, it will have a certain impact on the taste of the noodles.

And, the back kitchen that comes with the cafeteria, don't mention it.

According to Song Jun, the village chief, the compensation has arrived, but it will have to wait for the accounts of the university to be settled together.

Now, in the early stage of spring plowing, there are many places to hire people, and the renovation of the canteen will at least wait until the spring plowing is over, and the meeting begins.

No way, that's how they are.

Those who are still staying at home, except for those who do small businesses locally, the rest are those who have land at home or rent land.

They usually plant some lazy corn and then go out to work and come back when the autumn harvest is over.

The more land, the more things.

As a result, labor is in short supply and wages are rising in the market at this time.

So it's not impossible to postpone things like renovating the kitchen until after spring ploughing.

"Jiang, Brother Jiang?"

Bai Wentao gets up early every day

He was going to go around the field first, and then come back to rest, just in time for breakfast.

But today, as soon as he returned from the field, he found that Brother Jiang had arrived at the door of their cafeteria.

However, there was no notification on the phone.

"Good morning." Jiang Tu greeted with a smile.

He removed a tin drum from the back of the pickup truck and converted a large stove.

Add firewood underneath and set up a cauldron on top.

Bai Wentao watched Brother Jiang fill the cauldron with water and light firewood, his face full of doubts.

"This is?" What new way of cooking? , he wasn't sure.

Jiang Tu saw his doubts and explained.

"Eat noodles this morning, so they taste good when cooked and eaten fresh."

Jiang Tu finished drying here, re-pumped the basin of water, and washed his hands.

Then skillfully spread a layer of flour evenly on the board.

"Oooooh." Bai Wentao nodded vigorously, what is this called, there is a surprise when you get up early.

He took out his mobile phone and after asking Brother Jiang's permission, he honestly stood aside to shoot.

Seeing that, Brother Jiang took out a dough from a large basin of stainless steel.

The surface is smooth, white and fat, a little inexplicably cute.

Jiang Tu carefully rubbed the dough in his palm

Although wanoodles are only a specialized-level skill, this SSR is powerful, and it contains all the noodle kneading techniques of pasta.

When the dough cake returned to the appearance he wanted, Jiang Tu took out his artifact, the extra-long rolling pin.

He used to rarely make his own noodles, buying them freshly from the market.

He wasn't very lucky, and he didn't get ramen skills from the system.

However, the rolled noodle cut that comes with chicken noodle soup is also good.

In Bai Wentao's line of sight, it is another scene.

At first, he watched the dough in Brother Jiang's hands, sometimes becoming long, sometimes round.

He also saw for himself that magical ramen skill, the kind that can finally thread a needle.

As a result, no.

However, that dough, under Brother Jiang's hand, was getting bigger and rounder with a stick.

The large crunching, wooden table, with the movements of Jiang Tu, emits a cheerful accompaniment sound.

Until this table could not hold this dough cake, Jiang Tu stopped moving.

He folded the dough cakes zigzaggingly together, took out a kitchen knife, and 'tuk-tuk' turned the dough cakes into noodles.

The length is slightly different, but the width is 0.3 cm noodles, which are obediently yarded by one smooth and one smooth.

Bai Wentao looked stupid.

This dough, why is it so obedient?

How did it turn itself into such a big piece of bread in a matter of minutes?

He recalled his few experiences of rolling dumpling wrappers, and he and his brother Jiang definitely did not use the same kind of noodles.

Well, not his problem, but face.

Bai Wentao firmly believes.

Also, Brother Jiang, do you want to be so non-human, your kitchen knife, there are afterimages, do you know?

You have this craft, why don't you open a restaurant, you have to go back to the village to open a farm!

Violent heavenly things have wood!

On the other side, the hanging chicken soup began to cooing and singing again under the action of the flames.

It is also accompanied by a fine and dense fragrance, just like the alluring little leprechaun, obviously not strong, but can make people can't help but look, see, and explore.

The closer the time is to breakfast, the more students gather nearby.

They didn't even dare to speak, for fear of disturbing the afterimage and making their noodles imperfect.

Even villagers who live nearby, or are just passing by, can't help but come over and join in the bustle.

"When do we start selling noodles in the morning?"

A middle-aged man, stretching his neck and sniffing the aroma of chicken soup, asked Langsheng.

"Uncle, this is the breakfast master in our cafeteria." One of the students, wiping the corners of his mouth, replied.

They also didn't expect that this breakfast could also be eaten fresh, and the senses were particularly pleasantly surprised.

It's more real than their school cafeteria.

"Huh? I don't sell it. As soon as he heard it, the voice of the middle-aged man was suddenly lost.

He muttered, "It's so fragrant, why don't you sell it?" "

Thinking that there is no way not to sell it, now I should go home for breakfast at this time, but this leg, ah, it does not listen to the command.

Jiang Tu saw that the noodles were almost cut, and shouted at the crowd: "Help shout, you can come down to eat." "

The students returned with all their mouths: "Brother Jiang, everyone is here." "

"Okay. That chili oil, green onion and coriander added by yourself. He nodded, indicating that he understood.

Roll the noodles in boiling water for 3 minutes until they are cooked through.

Quickly put it in cool water, put the omelette on it, and pour in the chicken broth that has been boiled overnight, and a bowl of chicken noodle soup is good.

Snow-white noodles in chicken broth, stretching slowly.

The top layer of chicken fat was alarmed, turned into bits and pieces, and regrouped into a ball, and the cycle continued.

To your liking, add green onion and coriander and some chili oil

The steaming aroma of chicken soup mixed with the spicy smell of chili oil drilled into their noses together, seducing them to drool faster.

"Hiss." The first person to get the chicken noodle soup, in the amazed eyes of everyone, directly floated out a kind of ghost step, and at the same time did it move quickly without spilling a drop of soup.

Simply breathtaking.

The master is hiding among us!

Only his mouth stubbornly expressed his truest feelings: hot, hot, hot!

Next time, change the bowl with a handle.

Delicious is just one word, they don't know how many times they have said it.

Professor Li held a bowl of noodles and sat in the middle of the students, smelling the aroma of chicken soup with this heat, and the severity in his eyebrows spread a little.

Chicken soup is a broth stewed from old hens, which is not as clear as water, but the taste is first-class good.

The eight-point full soup and just the right noodles, garnished with green onions and coriander, simply make people move.

Even the uncle who never left just now was lucky to get a bowl.

I heard the chef say that he can bring him a bowl if there is a noodle leftover, but there is no bowl to hold.

How to say, he has never run so fast in his life, except for being picked up by pigs when he was a child.

"Suck suck suck."

"It's delicious."

The eldest brother held the bowl, sat opposite the village chief, and said incoherently.

He secretly asked the village chief: "Do you want garlic?" He said, pulling out two heads of garlic from his pocket.

As the saying goes, eating noodles without garlic will reduce the aroma by half.

Song Jun nodded and shared together.

The office is full of old men, no problem at all.

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